It was time, you knew it had to be done, to protect the light, and the Eliksni, you step foot on the Landing pad, she had the whole place surrounded by ice, she had just frozen the rest of the rebellion, it was just you, the cold wind, your weapons, the light against her...may the traveler grace you with victory.

"Lightbearer, How long have you served that damn thing in the sky? The traveler has gifted everything to everyone, yet they scorn us...you have a choice, Surrender...or perish!"